Okay as always this is just my view point so take it or leave it. It's mine and you don't have to share, but I don't comprehend ones that don't understand this one. Reading about, knowing of cases where the Abuser wound up raising the child. Based off nothing but the fact that they are a female. I do believe Mothers should be with there children, but not at the price of there child. I'm in favor of whatever is best for a child's well being.That being said Abusers have ways to hide there true nature for awhile. Please make no mistake there nature does come out within time. All the lying playing around for the sake of greed gets unfolded and like a book. Ones can always choose to close it and return it for another copy that hasn't been tarnished by the stain of Vindictive thoughts.
Still racking my brain on this one myself. Why would a Government let a child be in a known potential harmful living situation? Why would that same Government choose to allow a person to play games with others lives, only to hide behind the law? By law I mean postponing and coming up with fake evidence that has been proven to be fake. This being said I can only ask Why? It's a legal move to hold off the truth as long as can be. You prolong a case so long that the judge and everyone else gets tired of hearing the new Bullshit. If it's in the public's eye, you go to the press with your fake evidence in hopes of pulls the public sympathy card. As a way to make the judge appear to be truly evil if they find that person in the wrong. Even with proof of such, real evidences of the wrong doings.
I'm am one of those that feel a child should get the chance to live with both parents. Not every child is born into a situation of that nature. There's a lot to take in, if you brake up of stay together.
1st=Braking Up
Why would you think everything would stay the same? How could it?
When you have a child to think of, don't be selfish and think of your child. What is best for your child might not come as what you think you desire at that time. Don't force someone to be with you under the name of a child. It won't end well and the person you are trying to force will grow to hate you. That is if they haven't grown to hate you by this point. Be smart about it, you need to have the help from so many now. Both the Mother and the Father need support now that there's a baby in the making. So don't become to greedy and ask for what clearly never was meant to be yours. Be happy you have such a gift, a life that in its self you should be proud of having.
2nd=Staying Together
This one I know from watching others around me. So that being said I do know a bit of what I'm speaking about. When you stay together for the sake of the kids, the kids are the ones that hurt. They hear the fights, they see the way you look and act to each other. Children are not stupid but any means. They catch on to your emotions and will act out as well. If what they see at home isn't the best, there school will see it as well. If you speak in a bad way around a child that is still learning to speak. That child you might find their first words to be that of, less desirable.
There's not one right way of anything to me. Only because what's right for one can be wrong to another. So I Learned about a Man I hold in high Respect, that he's wanting his child. I truthfully couldn't be happier at that news. Given what I know about the Mother and the family of hers. And then what I know about his family and him, I know the child would be best living with the child's Father. I said all the above because I didn't want to outright say: She's a bad person (when I do feel that way). I wanted to voice my thoughts and how I am on the child's side.
Children are truly amazing creatures. They being with them so much joy. They have every right to be protected from anything, anyone who wishes to harm them. By emotional, physical, greed, or just using them tell they get what they want from them. And push them off to someone else because they're done pertaining to care for the child. Children deserve more respect then to be played around with there lives.
Monday, February 29, 2016
Friday, February 26, 2016
The Radio Turned On by: J.A. Burror
I was thinking back to when I first met a Angel in my life. I don't know for sure, just this is what I've always believed. I was still reeling from my broken heart and in so much pain. I felt like giving it all up. when the radio came on with no reason why. Wasn't turned on nor the cord wasn't plugged in and no batteries. The lights were off because it was time for bed. I awoke to a song on the radio being played, I rushed out of bed to turn it off because I'm just that way when I wake up. I turn the alarm off to go back to sleep. I was always that person that was late for school.
I got to the radio to turn it off and there were no lights, so I half asleep still. Reached under the table to pull the plug. That's when I fully woke up, because I saw the cord all on the table wound up. I had to take a seat at all the crazy thoughts that were interning my mind at that time. Overwhelming I sat back in the chair and couldn't help but to cry. As I tried to stop, the harder it became to fight back the tears. I was swallowed up by them. I felt it in my throat as I swallowed, it became unbearable too. As the tears clouded my eyes, blurring everything about the room with my vision. It was still dark because I never turned the lights on.
The light that came up to me slowly was inviting. I was not at all scared of what this beam of light was. I was starting to feel more at ease for the first time in what seemed as forever. There were no sounds or words of any to be heard. Only I felt a warm embrace around me. Holding me in such light that covered my being. I was at a lost for words to ask. I didn't think to thank this lovely creature that gave me a great gift. I cried in their embrace and they let me show my emotions to them. After what was I believed to be hours went by they started to move back away just a bit. As they did I saw a shape of a face, at lest that's what I think I saw. I remember the creature being so beautiful. In light and to think of me in that time of need.
I pulled it together and spoke out right, every thought that came to mind. All my fears of what really had already happen. I was scare not because I was telling so much of my heart. But because I wasn't judged for my feelings. The song on the radio was playing in repeat and it was soft to my ears. I asked the creatures name, as they showed me as I looked beyond them. I noticed the wings coming out little by little I realized this was more then special to me. A true sight to be seen, that is what is had become to me. I out right questioning myself asked if something was their name. And said the name of the singer that was being played in repeat. They nodded it seemed like I was being let in to know the name of such a beautiful creature. I truly felt and still feel this was a beautiful creature or a beautiful angel. For me this is only how I shall see who this creature ever was.
After they faded away and the room got dark once again. I looked at the clock on my watch and saw only moments went by from me getting out of bed. I went back to bed and slept so soundly that night and awoke with a smile on my face. Thanks to a Angel that listened to my heart and held me through the pain.
I got to the radio to turn it off and there were no lights, so I half asleep still. Reached under the table to pull the plug. That's when I fully woke up, because I saw the cord all on the table wound up. I had to take a seat at all the crazy thoughts that were interning my mind at that time. Overwhelming I sat back in the chair and couldn't help but to cry. As I tried to stop, the harder it became to fight back the tears. I was swallowed up by them. I felt it in my throat as I swallowed, it became unbearable too. As the tears clouded my eyes, blurring everything about the room with my vision. It was still dark because I never turned the lights on.
The light that came up to me slowly was inviting. I was not at all scared of what this beam of light was. I was starting to feel more at ease for the first time in what seemed as forever. There were no sounds or words of any to be heard. Only I felt a warm embrace around me. Holding me in such light that covered my being. I was at a lost for words to ask. I didn't think to thank this lovely creature that gave me a great gift. I cried in their embrace and they let me show my emotions to them. After what was I believed to be hours went by they started to move back away just a bit. As they did I saw a shape of a face, at lest that's what I think I saw. I remember the creature being so beautiful. In light and to think of me in that time of need.
I pulled it together and spoke out right, every thought that came to mind. All my fears of what really had already happen. I was scare not because I was telling so much of my heart. But because I wasn't judged for my feelings. The song on the radio was playing in repeat and it was soft to my ears. I asked the creatures name, as they showed me as I looked beyond them. I noticed the wings coming out little by little I realized this was more then special to me. A true sight to be seen, that is what is had become to me. I out right questioning myself asked if something was their name. And said the name of the singer that was being played in repeat. They nodded it seemed like I was being let in to know the name of such a beautiful creature. I truly felt and still feel this was a beautiful creature or a beautiful angel. For me this is only how I shall see who this creature ever was.
After they faded away and the room got dark once again. I looked at the clock on my watch and saw only moments went by from me getting out of bed. I went back to bed and slept so soundly that night and awoke with a smile on my face. Thanks to a Angel that listened to my heart and held me through the pain.
Wednesday, February 24, 2016
Yardwork Day by: J.A. Burror
I went around today in and out of the front/ backyard
clean up day is coming so we needed to clear out some things we didn't want
going back and forth in my thoughts today
I was worrying for many reasons
found myself thinking of different people and to speak out right
I was glad I had so much to do today because I wanted to cry in a ball in bed
every time I thought about what the ones I care for are/ might be going through
even tho they may not be aware that I do care for them-I still do care for them
even tho I don't talk to them daily that doesn't stop me from praying for them
I have so much to be thankful for and it would be wrong of me not to see others troubles
going through pains and problems comes to everyone
it's how we delegate them that reflects who we are as humans
in part I realized I have become thankful to a good friend who has been a beam of light
oddly enough we are so alike and I can't believe as of now I'm tearing up just thinking about my friend
LOL so it means I have yet another reason to be thankful towards someone I hold dear because of who he's been to me in so many ways Kim Hyun Joong has been there for me over the years where I was going through so much hardship I could watch a Drama or listen to Music and it would take my mind away pulling me into another world were it wasn't about my issues my health different matter and thanks to that I could smile and I started letting other things make me smile but I will forever be a thankful fan
and yet still I have friends again after all the problems with my past I found so many people that were/ are nothing but nice to me from what I've seen even to each other they are a great group of people and best yet is we share are feelings of being only proud of a man that has worked so hard from his youth/ still now he works hard
clean up day is coming so we needed to clear out some things we didn't want
going back and forth in my thoughts today
I was worrying for many reasons
found myself thinking of different people and to speak out right
I was glad I had so much to do today because I wanted to cry in a ball in bed
every time I thought about what the ones I care for are/ might be going through
even tho they may not be aware that I do care for them-I still do care for them
even tho I don't talk to them daily that doesn't stop me from praying for them
I have so much to be thankful for and it would be wrong of me not to see others troubles
going through pains and problems comes to everyone
it's how we delegate them that reflects who we are as humans
in part I realized I have become thankful to a good friend who has been a beam of light
oddly enough we are so alike and I can't believe as of now I'm tearing up just thinking about my friend
LOL so it means I have yet another reason to be thankful towards someone I hold dear because of who he's been to me in so many ways Kim Hyun Joong has been there for me over the years where I was going through so much hardship I could watch a Drama or listen to Music and it would take my mind away pulling me into another world were it wasn't about my issues my health different matter and thanks to that I could smile and I started letting other things make me smile but I will forever be a thankful fan
and yet still I have friends again after all the problems with my past I found so many people that were/ are nothing but nice to me from what I've seen even to each other they are a great group of people and best yet is we share are feelings of being only proud of a man that has worked so hard from his youth/ still now he works hard
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
If You Were Wondering by:J.A. Burror
been writing a lot about the past and it's hard on the heart when you find you start to recall these memories as just happening as you remember them
because of this I found myself in a state of mind I hadn't been in years
so depressed and I cried thinking about it all I posted was
Unrelated Thoughts And Thinking
if you were wondering to take a read and yes I mean it's a read by it's longbut the thing is I wasn't even done not even scratched it
it's been going on 6-7 years and I'm still having problems that started with this
in the state I'm in the country I'm in Legally I have no right to sue
because of the time because it took so long for me to full pushed enough to want to
now it's to late for me to take action in that way
but I wanted others to be warned about Really looking over everything before making a yes or no
that dissension can haunt you
some might see me as just spoiled and that yes I am
I viewed my health as something I would always be blessed with
but it was selfish of me to think that way at that time
I should have asked Questions and waited for the Answers
not given up tell I got them
Sunday, February 7, 2016
Honestly I Didn't Speak Up by:J.A. Burror
voice my point of view
time kept passing & I couldn't stand how I felt about the wrong
the way everything seemed to be played out for all to see
turning his world around
made me cry at times and still now
my heart went out to his family and him
once I was it seemed perfectly fine without being noticed in this world
now I can't stop but wish to try my all in the hopes in someway of helping him
I share so much of myself so I can be someone to know
one day find maybe I can't help with a helping hand of which
the lies kept pouring out of a person that the world was to blindly believe
discount the track record that was made by them
and everyone all at once was suppose to forget the truth of who a man had always been
I never brought the lies to push not half inch did my heart and faith in him change
I'm not crazy to believe in the truth
I'm not insane to want right to win and evil to pay it's price
and that's when I started to pray even more for his happiness because I feel I own a great debt that I will never be able to repay
no matter if I knew him or
was able to give all I have to him
the debt is fall more I see it that way
so I tell stupid jokes and cheesy lines
turn my computer and cell into away to share my feelings
yes they're mine and I share
a lots of other things within this page but onto him
I wish if ever he reads or saw any of the beautiful pictures
I love to give to everyone within there page
when seeing what I write or share I pray as long with so many others
some may not want to read what we tell
because truth is offend times the hardest to get in your head
when you have been fixed on the lies for so long
it's hard to omit that they were wrong for trusting in lies
from someone that never showed there true shade before
the first time I read about this mess and I feel bad calling it such
I found a trash media site that never disappointed in the trash they spill out
but I found ones on there posting reports that were pushed down
the truth was being over looked by this trash site that claimed to have real reporters
I found myself asking/ wondering if I was stupid in knowing the definition
of what journalism was being kicked around as a name meaning nothing
I'm not so naive to believe reporters don't report to get paid
sometime the truth is barred with the lies because of the greed that lies sell
but I view this page kind of like a job
for fans and non to come read and find out more information
about a man to learn from both in strength and kindness
music truly can change the world
this I hold dear to my heart
I love music because it's what makes me who I am
invading all my thoughts music runs deep within my vanes
I always found it something I couldn't move my heart to do
when I was told to leave dreams be-hide
it's like telling me never to be happy or who I am
the dramas I watch
the music I hear
I can't help but draw into the music world even more
I just hope even the smallest voice will help share some truth
how the truth is something that shouldn't be altered
truth becoming a after thought next to lies
it doesn't seem logical to have a view the lies are before the truth
I truly try to be good to all I met no matter if on the net or in person
I hate to fight with others
but I can't stop myself from wanting to raise my voice and let out
as small as it is I wanted to try to stand up for him
when I have a hard time doing for myself for him I unknowingly why
maybe it's a way I feel I can give thanks to him
maybe it's just me wanting to stop a bully from running there game
but then more truths have been added and we find just some of the tortured he was in
I hated greed for my own reasons of what is did to ones around me
to hear how much greed others can have is disheartening
humanity needs to be questioned
all I can say what there is left to say is
I Pray for you and yours
time kept passing & I couldn't stand how I felt about the wrong
the way everything seemed to be played out for all to see
turning his world around
made me cry at times and still now
my heart went out to his family and him
once I was it seemed perfectly fine without being noticed in this world
now I can't stop but wish to try my all in the hopes in someway of helping him
I share so much of myself so I can be someone to know
one day find maybe I can't help with a helping hand of which
the lies kept pouring out of a person that the world was to blindly believe
discount the track record that was made by them
and everyone all at once was suppose to forget the truth of who a man had always been
I never brought the lies to push not half inch did my heart and faith in him change
I'm not crazy to believe in the truth
I'm not insane to want right to win and evil to pay it's price
and that's when I started to pray even more for his happiness because I feel I own a great debt that I will never be able to repay
no matter if I knew him or
was able to give all I have to him
the debt is fall more I see it that way
so I tell stupid jokes and cheesy lines
turn my computer and cell into away to share my feelings
yes they're mine and I share
a lots of other things within this page but onto him
I wish if ever he reads or saw any of the beautiful pictures
I love to give to everyone within there page
when seeing what I write or share I pray as long with so many others
some may not want to read what we tell
because truth is offend times the hardest to get in your head
when you have been fixed on the lies for so long
it's hard to omit that they were wrong for trusting in lies
from someone that never showed there true shade before
the first time I read about this mess and I feel bad calling it such
I found a trash media site that never disappointed in the trash they spill out
but I found ones on there posting reports that were pushed down
the truth was being over looked by this trash site that claimed to have real reporters
I found myself asking/ wondering if I was stupid in knowing the definition
of what journalism was being kicked around as a name meaning nothing
I'm not so naive to believe reporters don't report to get paid
sometime the truth is barred with the lies because of the greed that lies sell
but I view this page kind of like a job
for fans and non to come read and find out more information
about a man to learn from both in strength and kindness
music truly can change the world
this I hold dear to my heart
I love music because it's what makes me who I am
invading all my thoughts music runs deep within my vanes
I always found it something I couldn't move my heart to do
when I was told to leave dreams be-hide
it's like telling me never to be happy or who I am
the dramas I watch
the music I hear
I can't help but draw into the music world even more
I just hope even the smallest voice will help share some truth
how the truth is something that shouldn't be altered
truth becoming a after thought next to lies
it doesn't seem logical to have a view the lies are before the truth
I truly try to be good to all I met no matter if on the net or in person
I hate to fight with others
but I can't stop myself from wanting to raise my voice and let out
as small as it is I wanted to try to stand up for him
when I have a hard time doing for myself for him I unknowingly why
maybe it's a way I feel I can give thanks to him
maybe it's just me wanting to stop a bully from running there game
but then more truths have been added and we find just some of the tortured he was in
I hated greed for my own reasons of what is did to ones around me
to hear how much greed others can have is disheartening
humanity needs to be questioned
all I can say what there is left to say is
I Pray for you and yours
Be Who You Are/ Don't Hide Who You Are by:J.A. Burror
some people say:Don't hide from who you are
Thanks-stated the obvious action
yes it's hard learning who you are to yourself
but we must not let others change us in a bad way
I have hear to just Be who you are
don't hide who you are
be happy with who you are
but there are some that choose to hide for many reasons
being scared of finding out them self's who they had become
realizing they gave up on some much of them self's
because they were never willing to stand out of their shell
hiding be-hide another in hopes no one sees your hand in the cookie jar
I am not one to ever say
being yourself is easy to start but why hide
your true nature always has a way of rising to the top
good or bad
you can get misunderstood but heaven will never misunderstand
who you are even if you hide
Thanks-stated the obvious action
yes it's hard learning who you are to yourself
but we must not let others change us in a bad way
I have hear to just Be who you are
don't hide who you are
be happy with who you are
but there are some that choose to hide for many reasons
being scared of finding out them self's who they had become
realizing they gave up on some much of them self's
because they were never willing to stand out of their shell
hiding be-hide another in hopes no one sees your hand in the cookie jar
I am not one to ever say
being yourself is easy to start but why hide
your true nature always has a way of rising to the top
good or bad
you can get misunderstood but heaven will never misunderstand
who you are even if you hide
Thankful For A Child Nothing More by:J.A. Burror
when a mistake can create a child between the two
no matter how wrong that person has done
in some part you love them-even just a bit you become thankful
but not because they are who they are or ever were
only do to the fact that there's a child to be thankful for
memories can't be forgotten so easily
when they have wronged you so deeply
I can't say I know how you feel
only the heavens above could dare make that truth of there own
I can't tell you that time will ever erase the painful moments given to you
nor that you might end up falling apart again in life
this life is wonderful and yet so painfully depressing at times
words another can't share are both truth and hurt
everything has the power to bring about such joy or destroy
the fun in living is not what we greedily wish to obtain
but what we can feel and embrace in within are hearts
I do and will continue to pray for the best for you and yours
whom you hold dear
you will blessed as you have been
now there's a gift to be thankful for
despite how it came to be the gift is still here to be thankful for
no matter how you wish the situation would never have happened
and that now you have to deal with ones that seem to only care for greed
the child is here to be thankful for
not because the person caring the child was good in any way
not because there family would be worth knowing in some way
but because there's a child to be thankful for
baby's are gifts this I do believe
no matter even when there was a unbearable plot to begin a life into this world
if for nothing else that child is something great
no matter half of where they may come from
just because you might share DNA with someone
that doesn't mean you will end up being anything like them
I pray that child grows up to be like his Daddy and your family
I pray that child is raised with such love
no matter how wrong that person has done
in some part you love them-even just a bit you become thankful
but not because they are who they are or ever were
only do to the fact that there's a child to be thankful for
memories can't be forgotten so easily
when they have wronged you so deeply
I can't say I know how you feel
only the heavens above could dare make that truth of there own
I can't tell you that time will ever erase the painful moments given to you
nor that you might end up falling apart again in life
this life is wonderful and yet so painfully depressing at times
words another can't share are both truth and hurt
everything has the power to bring about such joy or destroy
the fun in living is not what we greedily wish to obtain
but what we can feel and embrace in within are hearts
I do and will continue to pray for the best for you and yours
whom you hold dear
you will blessed as you have been
now there's a gift to be thankful for
despite how it came to be the gift is still here to be thankful for
no matter how you wish the situation would never have happened
and that now you have to deal with ones that seem to only care for greed
the child is here to be thankful for
not because the person caring the child was good in any way
not because there family would be worth knowing in some way
but because there's a child to be thankful for
baby's are gifts this I do believe
no matter even when there was a unbearable plot to begin a life into this world
if for nothing else that child is something great
no matter half of where they may come from
just because you might share DNA with someone
that doesn't mean you will end up being anything like them
I pray that child grows up to be like his Daddy and your family
I pray that child is raised with such love
What I Feel-Just How I Feel by:J.A. Burror
life is short
love is precious
children are gifts
faith is a force of nature
dreams are a must
memories are reflection
honesty is worth persevering
to be honest right now it's like isn't this life all a dream
feeling any moment I should be waking up
but yet it never comes
I am left within my dreams
yesterday has past and I'm praying for tomorrow while I'm stuck in today
no news is good news
I have heard that all my life
but I wonder about that famous line
to often the punch line is saved for the last line
so in so many ways that really does give me hope again
when you are searching for the truth about another
sometimes you have to stay quite while all the wile preparing to strike
giving puns and letting story's that are worthless to hear such lies out to share
has me doubt the double standards some have placed on others
if you believe in being equal
then you aren't placed above another for a petty reason
love is precious
children are gifts
faith is a force of nature
dreams are a must
memories are reflection
honesty is worth persevering
to be honest right now it's like isn't this life all a dream
feeling any moment I should be waking up
but yet it never comes
I am left within my dreams
yesterday has past and I'm praying for tomorrow while I'm stuck in today
no news is good news
I have heard that all my life
but I wonder about that famous line
to often the punch line is saved for the last line
so in so many ways that really does give me hope again
when you are searching for the truth about another
sometimes you have to stay quite while all the wile preparing to strike
giving puns and letting story's that are worthless to hear such lies out to share
has me doubt the double standards some have placed on others
if you believe in being equal
then you aren't placed above another for a petty reason
Okay This Is Just A Moment To Feel That Never End by: J.A. Burror
I've burn trying to control the pain
feeling my hearts burnt with the sting of knowing just what I do
about how others could end up becoming in there life
really it's just to depressing to see that this is what could seem to change
in time we all share different emotional troubles that all cut us deep down
leaving a mark of a regretful memory of that one
for this is hard even though we have so much blessings when we choose to look
but these tears won't let me rest
I fall asleep in a warm state I'm thinking of memories of a great time
in I don't just hope they will return but no I know
after I pray I always feel this way
I'm always thankful for the moment I found a voice that touched me within
How could a voice being me so much joy?
I often asked myself time by time
How could someone I've never met feel so much for?
wanting the best for another is great but this is to a person in which
I don't dare dream of more because
given so much joy as it is I can't seem to want more then his happiness
that means a great deal yeah you could say it's a whole lot
but I look for the best
try looking in that way
but still I have the moments when my heart can't seem to stay down
this is just how I felt today
feeling my hearts burnt with the sting of knowing just what I do
about how others could end up becoming in there life
really it's just to depressing to see that this is what could seem to change
in time we all share different emotional troubles that all cut us deep down
leaving a mark of a regretful memory of that one
for this is hard even though we have so much blessings when we choose to look
but these tears won't let me rest
I fall asleep in a warm state I'm thinking of memories of a great time
in I don't just hope they will return but no I know
after I pray I always feel this way
I'm always thankful for the moment I found a voice that touched me within
How could a voice being me so much joy?
I often asked myself time by time
How could someone I've never met feel so much for?
wanting the best for another is great but this is to a person in which
I don't dare dream of more because
given so much joy as it is I can't seem to want more then his happiness
that means a great deal yeah you could say it's a whole lot
but I look for the best
try looking in that way
but still I have the moments when my heart can't seem to stay down
this is just how I felt today
Thursday, February 4, 2016
Greed by: J.A. Burror
trying my best to find the right definition to state just how this is
and yet still I mean no disrespect when I call it a mess
it's just life should mean more
or is that just me
morals should have been installed
or is that just me
why do I ask myself such questions when it's not even my life that
the one I'm talking about is toying with
why can't I find away to stop praying for another
why is it becoming hard to know how he's hiding how he suffers
this is because I want judgement
I am the same as some
yet different from others in my belief
I want payback
the Bible states a eye for a eye
I might be taking that out of the context and thus if I am I don't understand
I want the someone to get what is coming
I want the whole world to see her in every light to know who this evil is
to be warned by who she is
I want not only her to pay the price for all her wrong doings
but as with it so her family that helped her become who she is
I hate talking this way
once more I can't stand thinking this way
we are all gifts from above
no one is different
how dare someone think they have the right to turn what God made into such a evil thing
how dare they raise her to be so spiteful and uncaring towards another
I get life must have been hard to stoop so low
trying to sell your child into pushing them off on another in hopes of a payday
but I would say I'm sorry for my truthful words
but noway
this is how I feel
and no one can take that from me
I hate someone because they make me cry
I don't even know this person and she makes me cry
I can't stand the thoughts of her being happy and stealing from others to get that happiness
I still have my doubts and I won't go back on them tell real proof has came
*a known liar doesn't count as being a source for truth
so because of the tack record I can't blindly take her word
not when everything points to everything being a lie
everything being purely for greed
Yeah and lets talk about a a child which is no more then a money bag
even now as I write these words tears are formed
and in my face I can't help but try to wipe them away
there's not a end
it's painful to imaging such a evil thing could become a mother
it's hurtful to realize even with a great gift as being a parent is
still the greed is far to enticing to worry over a young ones long term mental state
I wonder why these happen to start with
being inferior because one has more then you do
talent is a shocker I get that
but it's something to be
Wow you can do that
not be used for your own endeavors because you lack in some way
and you see the only way is to take what's not yours
you didn't earn
you never worked for
all do to your own selfish greed
throwing a child into this mix is beyond me
really I can't find away to comprehend
it's just to much to bare
a gift as a child is
is being pushed to go through such things all because of it's "mother's greed"
this is how I see it
it's all about money
because someone doesn't want to work for anything
it's all about fame
because someone couldn't make it off there own
it's all about revenge
because someone got dumped
it's all about twisted hope
because someone was told and believes that a baby will trap another for life
this is all in the evil mind of how she wants others never to realize how she is
lying is a game
life has became a game
hearts and pain have became a game
it's only in her hope for the greed of money she seeks
the lust for stealing from another is to much for for to resist
and yet still I mean no disrespect when I call it a mess
it's just life should mean more
or is that just me
morals should have been installed
or is that just me
why do I ask myself such questions when it's not even my life that
the one I'm talking about is toying with
why can't I find away to stop praying for another
why is it becoming hard to know how he's hiding how he suffers
this is because I want judgement
I am the same as some
yet different from others in my belief
I want payback
the Bible states a eye for a eye
I might be taking that out of the context and thus if I am I don't understand
I want the someone to get what is coming
I want the whole world to see her in every light to know who this evil is
to be warned by who she is
I want not only her to pay the price for all her wrong doings
but as with it so her family that helped her become who she is
I hate talking this way
once more I can't stand thinking this way
we are all gifts from above
no one is different
how dare someone think they have the right to turn what God made into such a evil thing
how dare they raise her to be so spiteful and uncaring towards another
I get life must have been hard to stoop so low
trying to sell your child into pushing them off on another in hopes of a payday
but I would say I'm sorry for my truthful words
but noway
this is how I feel
and no one can take that from me
I hate someone because they make me cry
I don't even know this person and she makes me cry
I can't stand the thoughts of her being happy and stealing from others to get that happiness
I still have my doubts and I won't go back on them tell real proof has came
*a known liar doesn't count as being a source for truth
so because of the tack record I can't blindly take her word
not when everything points to everything being a lie
everything being purely for greed
Yeah and lets talk about a a child which is no more then a money bag
even now as I write these words tears are formed
and in my face I can't help but try to wipe them away
there's not a end
it's painful to imaging such a evil thing could become a mother
it's hurtful to realize even with a great gift as being a parent is
still the greed is far to enticing to worry over a young ones long term mental state
I wonder why these happen to start with
being inferior because one has more then you do
talent is a shocker I get that
but it's something to be
Wow you can do that
not be used for your own endeavors because you lack in some way
and you see the only way is to take what's not yours
you didn't earn
you never worked for
all do to your own selfish greed
throwing a child into this mix is beyond me
really I can't find away to comprehend
it's just to much to bare
a gift as a child is
is being pushed to go through such things all because of it's "mother's greed"
this is how I see it
it's all about money
because someone doesn't want to work for anything
it's all about fame
because someone couldn't make it off there own
it's all about revenge
because someone got dumped
it's all about twisted hope
because someone was told and believes that a baby will trap another for life
this is all in the evil mind of how she wants others never to realize how she is
lying is a game
life has became a game
hearts and pain have became a game
it's only in her hope for the greed of money she seeks
the lust for stealing from another is to much for for to resist
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
Wanting The Best Out Come by: J.A. Burror
feeling a bit confused and I realize I'm not alone in the ways that I am feeling
it would be so much for me to say just how bad it's been knowing
that the another happens to be in such pain
I just get this doubt in my gut that keeps telling me something's amiss
it is only me
but seems something was miss placed
a life is made to be so precious
a game was forged for greed
a life was born out of a lust for that greed
wanting to say the right comments
wanting to write in away that's only from my heart
wanting the best out come
but knowing the best is still to come
knowing with all of me that justice really does mean something
and lying about an abuse that never happened
can and will only get my disrespect
I can't stand for it
my life hasn't been picture perfect and this I share
I share because I want others to know just who I am
because I don't want to look back in be misunderstood
I write from my heart and share where I've been
so coming from someone that has had such a life
a sad past if you could say
I dislike the fact that someone that has shown nothing but good all this time
a person that has proven countless of times they are the one to look up to
a person that has never once showed a bad side
not because he's Mr. Perfection
but he shows everything to a degree that can't be hidden away
letting the world see his true natural loving heart
I for one feel blessed
because I have been gifted such a great gift
being able to see proof that a man like him was even born in this world
so I am grateful for knowing him the way I do
I'm sadden by thoughts that might have tainted his view point on life
timing seems to precised and it's heavy
it would be so much for me to say just how bad it's been knowing
that the another happens to be in such pain
I just get this doubt in my gut that keeps telling me something's amiss
it is only me
but seems something was miss placed
a life is made to be so precious
a game was forged for greed
a life was born out of a lust for that greed
wanting to say the right comments
wanting to write in away that's only from my heart
wanting the best out come
but knowing the best is still to come
knowing with all of me that justice really does mean something
and lying about an abuse that never happened
can and will only get my disrespect
I can't stand for it
my life hasn't been picture perfect and this I share
I share because I want others to know just who I am
because I don't want to look back in be misunderstood
I write from my heart and share where I've been
so coming from someone that has had such a life
a sad past if you could say
I dislike the fact that someone that has shown nothing but good all this time
a person that has proven countless of times they are the one to look up to
a person that has never once showed a bad side
not because he's Mr. Perfection
but he shows everything to a degree that can't be hidden away
letting the world see his true natural loving heart
I for one feel blessed
because I have been gifted such a great gift
being able to see proof that a man like him was even born in this world
so I am grateful for knowing him the way I do
I'm sadden by thoughts that might have tainted his view point on life
timing seems to precised and it's heavy
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
Last Night My Dream by: J.A. Burror
I was alone in bed, I awoke with a demonic
hand garbing at my right side of my stomach
I hear a loud other worldly scream "SHE'S MINE"
Nails falsity dig in as I feel the Blood Running on to my back side
My right arm goes numb from the weight of a unrealistic arm
I start to shake, tears fall from my eyes & I open my mouth
But silent-no words come out & all my thoughts are is of why and how to get away
What is this I'm being dragged as a kitty by the mother cat
Teeth press in to my stomach, my skin turns a dark reddish color as I faint
I drift in and out I try but the more
I fight the painfulness my wounds become
And I start to lose hope of ever ex-capping, making it out a live
Carried through what seemed as what could only be named as Hell
Dark walls and no sun in sight nothing in the night sky but fire that burns with no reason
A crowd of Women/ Men/ Children with Black eyes, no souls
Slowly this child comes up and starts to open his mouth
I see teeth of a shark, sharp and layers a-pone layers of rows of teeth
One by one each row is more Bloodier then the one before
I turn to run and fall from the pain, looking down as my body is Being pulled apart only to leave the bones
I turn & look all around, now have nothing that stops me from my head swirling around in a circle
I see my eyes fall through my hands in to nothingness that goes on forever
All the humans what looked liked humans and I believed were
There outside body's start to melt away
Creatures I know aren't human and haven't been found on earth
The fire Blow me up, raises up to slowily in-golf me within its belly
Moved my arm's to cover my face and I felt the rush.
It all stop's, I slowly move my arm's and hands away to see
The fire's gone out, I'm alone with bloody creature's all around that once not even 5 seconds ago
They all covered me acting as if they wanted to eat me, because I was human
Now I'm left alone unstained what happen, but feeling a powder from within
A glow as I look at my hands and watching the light shoot from my hands as I move them side to side
I fall to my knee's wanting answer's but unwilling to ask out right
I feel something wet coming up from the ground into me
Look down and look all around and the blood from the creatures all as a river rushes into me
All I see is a red bloody water fall that I'm in the mist of, when it finely stop's I've been reborn
The same but yet so very different
I'm whole again and I find I'm back on earth, could this be my Hell?
What looks like a normal street, I see demons and demonic people that do there bidding
It's a free playground now that Hell's been washed out
Now I'm the only one that can stop earth from becoming the new Hell
So I fight one battle at a time.
I hear a loud other worldly scream "SHE'S MINE"
Nails falsity dig in as I feel the Blood Running on to my back side
My right arm goes numb from the weight of a unrealistic arm
I start to shake, tears fall from my eyes & I open my mouth
But silent-no words come out & all my thoughts are is of why and how to get away
What is this I'm being dragged as a kitty by the mother cat
Teeth press in to my stomach, my skin turns a dark reddish color as I faint
I drift in and out I try but the more
I fight the painfulness my wounds become
And I start to lose hope of ever ex-capping, making it out a live
Carried through what seemed as what could only be named as Hell
Dark walls and no sun in sight nothing in the night sky but fire that burns with no reason
A crowd of Women/ Men/ Children with Black eyes, no souls
Slowly this child comes up and starts to open his mouth
I see teeth of a shark, sharp and layers a-pone layers of rows of teeth
One by one each row is more Bloodier then the one before
I turn to run and fall from the pain, looking down as my body is Being pulled apart only to leave the bones
I turn & look all around, now have nothing that stops me from my head swirling around in a circle
I see my eyes fall through my hands in to nothingness that goes on forever
All the humans what looked liked humans and I believed were
There outside body's start to melt away
Creatures I know aren't human and haven't been found on earth
The fire Blow me up, raises up to slowily in-golf me within its belly
Moved my arm's to cover my face and I felt the rush.
It all stop's, I slowly move my arm's and hands away to see
The fire's gone out, I'm alone with bloody creature's all around that once not even 5 seconds ago
They all covered me acting as if they wanted to eat me, because I was human
Now I'm left alone unstained what happen, but feeling a powder from within
A glow as I look at my hands and watching the light shoot from my hands as I move them side to side
I fall to my knee's wanting answer's but unwilling to ask out right
I feel something wet coming up from the ground into me
Look down and look all around and the blood from the creatures all as a river rushes into me
All I see is a red bloody water fall that I'm in the mist of, when it finely stop's I've been reborn
The same but yet so very different
I'm whole again and I find I'm back on earth, could this be my Hell?
What looks like a normal street, I see demons and demonic people that do there bidding
It's a free playground now that Hell's been washed out
Now I'm the only one that can stop earth from becoming the new Hell
So I fight one battle at a time.
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